"ENTANGLE... ENSSSSLAVE..."
The monstrous tentacles lift Minerva high off the ground, the room that once was the abandoned library now a void of space. Oily tentacles surround her body sliding, pressing and squeezing her body tightly. Minerva winces as she struggles to escape the cocoon of coils now enveloping her.
"ENSSSSLAVE... BEAUTY...."
The piercing green glow of the eyes constantly haunt Minerva as she clenches her eyes shut, rocking her head back and forth... but the allure is so strong. A thick coil slithers up her neck holding her head in place.... "I can't.... can't.... hold...... on... I... s-submit.....".
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